Sometimes I forget…

Sometimes I forgot how enjoyable it is to spend time with myself.

When I do, I’m reminded of how lucky I am to be me.

To know myself, take care of myself, to enjoy my own company.

I wonder, does reminding myself of how much I enjoy my own company serve as the reminder that someone else should feel the same of me – and me of them – romantic relationship or not. I bet it does. <3

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